SYNDICATE - Season 1 - Episode 13

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SYNDICATE - Season 1 - Episode 13

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Long story short, by the time Lia came in Will was utterly exhausted of ideas.

And now this. Will understood that Kieran was sensitive to Alice’s death. He had every right to be. She was one of the last people he considered to be linked with his parents.

But while Kieran does nothing, his empire falls deeper into peril. Will rubbed his forehead and sighed. He was standing outside the door to Kieran’s room, which was now being guarded by some foot soldiers.

“Listen. I need to get in the room. “It’s imperative, ” Will said, growing very impatient with these teenagers.

“Sorry, sir. We received strict instructions to let no one in, except a few staff members,” one of the boys answered.

Will closed his eyes for a minute before pulling out his gun. Both boys threw their hands in the air to surrender.

“Move aside!” Will yelled and the pointed the gun at them both while they moved out of the doorway.

Will barged through the doors like a wild boar. Kieran was sitting up in bed. He rolled his eyes.

“You’re insufferable.”

“Kieran, we have to take care of some business, or things will start to fall apart,” Will pleaded.

“Close the doors,” Kieran ordered. Will obeyed. “Listen, I really don’t feel well today. Can’t business wait one more d--n day?”

“You don’t feel well because you drowned yourself in brandy yesterday.”

“So?”

“So, we really have to take care of these things.”

“Give me one day to recover. You’re like a d--n slave driver.”

“I’m just trying to look out for you.”

There was silence in the room. Will could feel Kieran getting annoyed. It was the last thing he wanted.

“Can we just discuss like…three things?” Will asked. Kieran was silent. He looked Will up and down, and finally nodded. “Okay! Item number one, I found a solution to our Martha Flannery problem.”
“What is it?”
“We hire a girl.”
“What?”
“A chick. She could use force if necessary. It’s a level playing field.”
“No.”

Will shut his mouth. He hated when Kieran rejected his ideas so hastily. Will rolled his eyes.

“Maybe I should come back later,” Will said, turning to go.

“Maybe you shouldn’t. I gave you my answer.”

“I can’t help but think you did it to spite me.”

“What?”
“I’m making you attend to business, so you’retryingto make this miserable.”
“I’m not a child.”
“Could have fooled me.” As soon as the words were out of Will’s mouth, he regretted it. Kieran got silent. A chill ran up Will’s back.

“Maybe you’ve forgotten who’s in charge.”

“Kieran…I…”
“Get the f--k out of my room.”

It was a calm command. Will obeyed immediately. However, once he was a good distance away from Kieran’s room, he punched the wall, leaving a dent. The skin on his knuckles broke, but Will just let the blood run down his hand and drip on the floor.

* * *
Monica weighed her options. She was already two minutes late, and this particular man was not fond of waiting. She tucked the pistol in the holding strap around her upper thigh. If things got ugly, she would have to use it.
Doing this would reveal her intentions.

Her hands began to sweat as she headed toward the door in the alleyway. A man was guarding it.

“Monica D’alton,” she told him.

“He’s been waiting,” was the response.

Monica nodded. She noticed the bouncer staring at her cleavage. It was nice cleavage, so who could blame him? He knocked on the door twice, which swung open immediately. She nodded at the bouncer and stepped inside, greeted by two other thugs.

They frisked her, as she knew they would. One of the men patted her down. But her pistol was too close to her crotch for him to feel. When she felt his hand slide up the inside of her thigh, she stopped him a look, and he pulled his hand away. If he was accused of molesting a client, the boss would be very unhappy.

“This way,” the other man said, leading her down a hallway and through a maze of rooms. She found herself standing outside a door with a large brass crest on it. There were words in Cuban Spanish on the door.

“Stay here until they let you in. He knows you’re here.”